As Ijaz was about to take the cup, the cup slipped from Mumtaz’s hands. She dropped the cup full of hot tea. The cup fell right onto her shoulder an... dropped onto the floor, shattered into pieces. She cried out loud in pain caused by sizzling hot tea flowing down her chest, knees and legs.Without giving a second thought, Ijaz lifted Mumtaz in his strong arms and rushed her to the washroom. He began throwing cold water on her dress and body. Mumtaz was wearing a loose flowing skirt and a loose. "Come on then. Let's get naughty on the dance floor before our husbands return!" I smiled, taking the guys hand and leading him onto the floor. We walked deep into the crowd on the dance, stopping next to Krystal and her victim. She was already grinding her tight firm ass into the guys crotch. His hands were moving up her waist as he felt her corset beneath the black shiny turtle neck sweater she was wearing. Her tits are not as big as mine but they are a good size and very firm. My partner. I wonder what she has done. Come with me. You, bring that tray." the mistress instructed the maid to bring the now empty tray.Jennifer complied, beginning to wonder what was going on. She was led out of the building across a compound. The sun felt good as it warmed her naked body. The compound was a lush tropically landscaped area between the several buildings. The mistress led the way with Jennifer behind her and the slave maid behind them, carrying the two trays.Once inside one of the. "So how was your night?"I didn't know how to answer that, not right away. Images flashed in my head of how I'd spent it and my body still felt sore, my muscles tight and I knew I'd be spending some time in the spa later on. Anything to loosen them up because I knew I had made plans to go with Sheila to the jazz club again."Quiet ... I just did some reading..."I knew it was a lie my mother wouldn't challenge. Face it; she'd always thought I was a bit of a square as they probably called it back.